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Kinktober Day 22: Zombie (Voracious)

Day 22: Zombie Title: Voracious Word Count: 2.6k Warnings: Noncon, necrophilia (cause zombie), predator/prey, biting, marking, blood play, yandere Note: Thank you so much to @thewheezingwyvern who is always down to help me without batting an eye when I go “so, zombie plague…what are some good symptoms? And yes, the zombie is going to fuck you.” Also, for the love of everything that is unholy, please mind the warnings. Do not read the fic and come to me to tell me how disgusting it was. Trust me, I know. :)

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The country of Japan is dead. Or at least close enough that the distinction doesn’t matter.

Several months ago, an aggressive virus leaked from a quirk research facility and spread through the population like wildfire. Nobody was informed about what was going on, and nobody was warned when the virus first began to hit the cities. Officials kept it as quiet as possible, hoping to contain the spread before it got out of control. And before anyone knew how big of a mistake they had made.

But it was far too late for any sort of containment. The virus already spread fast in a lab environment, and it was even faster as it tore through an unprepared population.

The first sign of contracting the virus is tiredness and body aches.  The infected simply thought they caught a minor illness, and they continued their business as usual, expecting it to go away on its own. But as the virus continues to spread through their body, the tissues start to die and they develop intense fevers and headaches. By the time the infection makes its way to the brain, confusion and outright delirium has begun to occur.

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good girl. bad habits. [1] peter parker

[Warnings] alpha!peter parker x omega!reader, omegaverse, boarding school au, dystopian au, soultmate au, spanking, teacher/student, physical abuse, misogyny, plot now/porn later 

A/N: warnings should be explanation enough! this is probably going to have two parts :)

POSSIBLE TRIGGERING CONTENT AHEAD

In which you’re forced to attend a school for Omegas and you meet an Alpha that’s destined to shake up your world. 

word count: 4.2k

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Wanda grabbed your hand, examining your nails with wide eyes, “Where did you get nail polish?” She whisper-shouted, trying not to draw attention to the two of you in the large auditorium. There were rows of girls surrounding you, all of them lacking any sort of individuality because of the stupid dress code. 

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─ I WANT YOU

katsuki bakugō x f!reader

your nii-san can never know about your crush, not this one. How can you tell your nii-san the very person who used to endlessly torment him is the same person who has you cluelessly rubbing at your cunny every night? The same person you turn to jelly around? The very person who is driving you home from a dumb party, growing tired of you yelling at him for treating you like you’re a child.

virginity loss, no quirks, corruption kink, college au, drugs, partying, innocent!reader, masturbation, dirty talk, grinding/groping, size kink, praise kink, first time blowjob, minor dumbification, cluelessness, brief harassment, crying, soft!bakugou (if you squint).

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Perfect Boyfriend

Request: Three words: Pulling Hawks Wings. How does the naughty bird react to his darling grabbing a fistful of feathers during passionate sex? (Bonus points if he goes feral because feral Hawks is the best Hawks.)

(A/N) god this got edited so many times, I just kept getting carried away

Summary: Hawks is the sweetest, most romantic boyfriend and you couldn’t be happier, but you keep finding yourself wondering why it feels as though he’s constantly holding back. Maybe it’s best for you to not find out why.

Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con, mommy kink, breeding kink, overstimulation, edging, pain play, feral Hawks, yandere themes

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[18+] what we do in the shadows

pairing: shinsou x f!reader

word count: 8.6k

warnings: horror, creature!shinsou, size kink, voyeurism, yandere-ish shinsou (if you squint?), teratophilia, oral (receiving), vaginal sex

notes: um! hello! so i haven’t been very active lately, but i decided to write a short lil fic for halloween and then ended up with this 8.6k monsterfucking fic 💀 hate myself lmao but hopefully you guys will enjoy! ily! happy halloween!

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The very first time you laid your eyes upon the house, you were certain that you had lucked out.

It’s tall and imposing, and seems to lean slightly forward as though it’s hunching with old age. The wooden steps leading up to the weathered porch are splintered and rotted, the shingles of the roof are thin and broken, and one of the windows in the downstairs sitting room has been smashed (probably by a group of overzealous, rebellious teenagers).

“It’s beautiful!” You murmur, enamored with the greenery sprouting whimsically out of the gutters lining the roof. You’re so distracted by the house’s wild charm that you miss the nervous sweating of the realtor, and the anxious glances he keeps throwing into all the dark corners of every room you’re in.

That initial sense of wonder and charm… ended up fading pretty quickly. It’s not the worst house, by any means. You know for a fact that, all things considered, you actually got pretty lucky with it. The current market for houses is terrible, everyone says so! So the fact that you managed to land a beautiful period home, fixer-upper or not, in a quiet neighborhood (read: inconveniently far away from the nearest town) for way below market value should be nothing short of a miracle, especially for a first-time buyer who had barely fulfilled the basic requirements for a mortgage.

It should be.

But you begin to come to the slow, certain conclusion that the house… isn’t quite right.

The wild, overgrown nature of the house and garden loses its charm when it comes time for you to single-handedly tear up the needle-leaved weeds that have begun to grow in every crevice of the garden path, leaving your hands torn and bleeding. The secluded location, which you had first delighted over as being peaceful and quiet, soon becomes intimidatingly isolated. As summer rolls to a close and the bleakness of winter begins to stretch before you, the lush greenery surrounding the house begins to wither and brown. The evenings get shorter as darkness begins to roll in earlier and earlier, and before you know it October is drawing to a close. Things are going well for you. Really, they are. Work is good, you’re managing the commute to town better than you had initially expected, and the process of fixing up the run-down and broken bits of the house is going pretty smoothly.

The thing is, the thing that you really don’t like to admit to yourself, is that you seem to be having trouble… settling into your new home. Even after three months there, it’s an adjustment to be suddenly living on your own after so many years sharing apartments with polite and detached flatmates. You’re going through an adjustment period. That’s all.

That’s what you tell yourself late at night, when you’re lying in bed wrapped up in your duvet and staring fixedly at the broad white expanse of the ceiling in the dark. You’re adjusting. It’s not strange to have difficulty sleeping in a new, strange environment! The fact that the problem has been persisting for months now is something you try not to think about; you’re adjusting, that’s all.

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